My symptoms are out of control, but it is possible to pull up before I crash.
I must buy a smartphone, but I’m not sure which one to buy.
I’m disabled. I hate it. I hate life. I haven’t had a regular income for 10 years. I hate life. I need to heal.
I’m going back to the streets.
The new regulations are an example of how the United States “helps” me.
Today, I feel good and I’ve already accomplished a lot. Ironically, this causes some problems.
I want to move out of this hotel but my options are limited.
I need to overcome some challenges so I can change my life.
A log of Monday 23 September 2019.